I know about your struggles in life. I know about your sleepless nights. I know how you’ve tried so hard to provide a good place for us to live, good food for us to eat and good clothes and shoes for us to wear.
I’ve seen your pain behind your smile, your tears behind your laugh, your depression behind your cheerful personality. I know you very well, more than anyone does. I’ve seen your scars, heard your silent cries, felt your broken heart, enjoyed your joy, praised your good achievements, tasted the sweet taste of your happiness…
But I know, most of the time I blame you for everything. For our mediocre life, for our lonely nights, for our complicated days, for our unspoken prayers, for the mistakes we made, for the wrong decisions we took…
I also know that mostly you just keep silent, hang your head, close your eyes and sit in the corner, exhausted. I know how many sleeping pills you’ve taken, how many caffeine caplets you’ve consumed to stay alert so you can give your best at work. I know you very well.
You’re the only person that never leaves me no matter how hard life can be. You’re the only one who helps me stand up everytime I fall. You were there when I rebuilt our life. You always push me to stand up, stand tall, be confident although I know I’m mostly not.
I’m sorry I often tell you how useless you are. I’m sorry for listening to what people and society want us to be. I’m sorry for ignoring your dreams and wishes just to be accepted by people and judged as a good person.
It’s never wrong to have dreams, it’s not selfish to want somebody or somebody’s love only for yourself. You don’t have to compete for love, you also don’t have to bury your dreams only to fulfill what other people require from you. You don’t have to pretend to like doing something when you don’t. You don’t have to pretend to like a certain life when you don’t. You’re a free soul. It’s your right to have and be the best.
Tonight, I’m telling you these: I’m sorry for every bad thing I said about you. I’m sorry for not trusting you enough. I’m sorry for thinking that you’re never gonna be good enough. The truth is you’re amazing, beautiful, strong, gentle, kind and have good principles in life. You’re going places, my dear. Tonight, I’m freeing you from every chain of negativity that I made.
Reach those dreams, love. Get that kind of love that you want and need in life, even if it’s the kind of love you want only for yourself. You deserve it, girl. Stop ignoring your dreams just to get someone’s love and be considered good. When there’s a competition, any kind of competition behind love, leave it, girl. It’s not selfishness, trust me. The truth is you’re being cruel to yourself if you force yourself to keep that love. Remember, you don’t have to compete and sacrifice your own happiness for love. And stop thinking of what others might say about you. Life is too short to think about that kind of shit (pardon my language, dear).
So, spread your wings and soar! I’m gonna be the wind beneath your wings that helps you fly higher and higher, just like one of our favorite songs: Wind Beneath My Wings. Throw away your depression and sadness, love. I’m here for you. And once more, I’m sorry for every bad thing I’ve ever done and said to you.